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From: Shon Richards <shonrichards@yahoo.com>
Subject: {ASSM} "Need to Know" (M/F, Science!, Bondage)
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Date: Mon, 28 Sep 2009 21:10:07 -0400
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This erotic story was written by me, Shon Richards.  Please do
not reprint on your website, blog, love letters to your lover etc
without asking me first.  I have yet to refuse a reprint but
let's just be polite about it, okay?

You can write to me at shonrichards at yahoo.com.  I will be
delighted to hear your comments.

Find out what I am up to at http://erotiterrorist.blogspot.com/
as well as read my more current work. 


"Need to Know"
By Shon Richards

At Von Madd Laboratories, the average employee has 3.2 PhD's. 
Ronald Baker, Janitor 3rd class, is one of those employees that
bring down the average.  He barely finished High School and his
only further education was a Von Madd Seminar in how to identify
a radioactive semen spill.  To be honest, he had to take that
seminar twice to get his certification.

Ronald didn't understand the mess he had to clean up this
morning.  The sexy scientist with the zero gravity bra said
something about "bad lubricant diffusion mix" but all Ronald knew
is that it took two mop buckets to clean up the rapidly
increasing green puddle on the floor.  

The scientist advised him to burn his bucket, so Ronald did it. 
He took it to the "Janitorial Incineration Closet" and used his
keycard to lock the bucket inside.  He didn't know how the lasers
inside the closet worked or how they were able to reduce a bucket
and the liquid inside to pine scented nothing.  He just knew it
did.  

Just like he didn't know why sometimes in the Janitor's
commissary, there was sometimes a man or woman restrained in
stocks.  They were always butt-naked, bent over so that their
head was level with their ass and their hands restrained.  Their
mouths were gagged with a cruel looking rubber gag.  A condom
dispenser and lubricant spout was part of the stock, and Ronald
didn't know who kept it fully stocked, but it always was. 

Today it was a woman in the stocks.  She was a pretty blonde and
her long hair fell over her face.  Her ass was perfectly round
and a slight bush of yellow hair covered her sex.  Red marks
covered her ass, and any scientist working there could have
identified the marks as coming from a Von Madd Leather Paddle
Version 3.3.  Ronald just assumed they came from a belt.

Above the woman, the electronic sign identified the woman's
crimes.

"Dr. Terri Vickman has been charged with  . . . failure to
properly isolate control sample . . . failure to adequately
document hourly quality checks . . . failure to correctly
interpret data resulting in a faulty prototype . . ."   

Ronald didn't know what that shit meant.

He unzipped his pants and put on the condom.  He slipped a finger
into her sex and decided he didn't need the lubricant.  His cock
went in next and the woman groaned something from underneath her
gag.  Ronald reached up for a handful of tits and gave them a
squeeze.  The woman's groan of protest made his cock throb.

Ronald fucked her.  Short, hard, fast strokes.  The stocks kept
the scientist restrained while Ronald's body crashed into her. 
The scientist tried to say something the gag made it
incomprehensible.

Sometimes Ronald liked to think the scientists like it, and were
urging him to go faster.  Maybe all of this was really a reward;
an excuse for smart scientists to get fucked by normal hard
working blue collar types.

Sometimes Ronald liked to think the scientists hated it, and were
begging him to stop fucking.  Maybe all of this was really a
punishment created to teach smart scientists humility and
appreciation for their educations.

Truth of the matter was, Ronald didn't know which reason was the
truth.  He flipped back and forth, depending on what got him
harder that day.  Either way, Ronald fucked them.  He used the
bound women until he climaxed.  

Like everything else here, Ronald didn't need to understand it. 
He just did his job.      

The end.

If you enjoyed this story please drop me a line at shonrichards
at yahoo.com.
Or visit my blog at http://erotiterrorist.blogspot.com/


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